【Lotus Cake】Brother, please respect yourself

Luoyang City is located in the Yang River of Luoshui in the territory of the Yellow River, hence the name of the important ancient town.

In a year, the best time for flowers to bloom in Luoyang City is August.Every year at this time, many literati and poets gather in the city, shaking paper fans, grinding and picking up brushes, meeting friends through poetry and painting. Although it is not a new year's festival, it is more prosperous than a new year's festival.

So every August in the year, every teahouse in the city will open an additional private room, make some green tea, and invite a gentleman to talk about a big show in the hall, including many anecdotes about the court and affairs of the world.

When a young man in black came into the store with two big packages on his back, the storyteller in the store was talking about the Jianghu incident. The surface of the stool was so smooth that it could be seen, so he let the man behind him sit with a shy smile on his face.

"Master, why did Mr. Dongdu choose this place?"

According to the menu, he ordered a pot of new tea and three plates of dim sum. The boy said while eating, but he didn’t let any crumbs come out, but the man sitting on his left was a little tired, and he only asked the boy’s chattering questions. Three answers to one, never talk too much.

"However, it is said that in early spring and March, when the desert is frosty, the famous Yanyu Tower, Shitian Gang, Qianqian Villa, Jiejiao, and Emei on the rivers and lakes led Buddhist eminent monks to fight against the evil spirits. As the battle broke out outside the county, Zhu Jiuzhong from Qianqian Villa pointed to the emissary of the Demon Sect and said - we are here today, hoping that the Sect Master of the Demon Sect can give everyone an explanation."

The scholars sitting in the hall waved their paper fans and asked leisurely——What kind of explanation does the suzerain of the Demon Sect give them?

The old man stroked his beard and smiled, "Of course it's the confession of seizing weapons and losing face."

"Just look at the people from the Demon Sect laughing and pointing at each other, you are just defeated by my lord. Back then, you were five enemies and one and couldn't take my lord's life. Now you still have the face to bark here. Isn't it true that you are all dogs!"

Although the old man's face was full of wrinkles, his tone of voice was full of youthful vigor. The scholar sitting below listened happily, and there were naturally many rewards, only the young man who had eaten his stomach full of pastries said strangely.

"Why does this old man seem to have seen it with his own eyes? From Luoyang to Mobei, at least it takes two months, and back and forth four months. The five major sects and Buddhism came in March, and it is only August now. With his body and bones , can you rush on so without sleep?"

"Storytelling is mostly just hearsay, what do you believe him to do?" Holding the cup, he took a small peck. Although the man was wearing a black background and red clothes, his face was bloodless, and he covered his mouth and coughed after swallowing the tea. After a while, when the itching on the throat subsided, the storyteller had already reached the exciting part.

"The five major sects and the Buddhist sect came from thousands of miles away. Naturally, they will not retreat just because of a few words. When the two sides are about to be in trouble, the youngest suzerain in the history of the demon sect, Shi Shiran, walked out with his hands behind his back, and then pointed at the leader. The guy asked, what is your reason for attacking me? The other party replied, naturally, it was because the Demon Sect caused harm to one side and endangered the martial arts. , the other party has already died in my hands, so do I count as eliminating a great evil for the martial arts?"

"Forget it!" The scholar under the hall smiled and said, and everyone didn't seem to dislike this demon sect master.

"What about the elders of your religion? The Sect Master shrugged and said, he also died by my hands."

Hearing this, there was a burst of laughter from the hall.

The boy who was eating the cake also sprayed it, but fortunately he covered it with his hands, otherwise the tea in front of him would suffer.

"The guy in the lead didn't give up, but the master of the demon sect was young after all, and he didn't like this long-winded person. He pointed at the leader of the Buddhist sect. The Buddhist sect said that I had become a demon and asked my master to clean up the sect. Since I went down the mountain, I was arrested. Most of the hunts and kills come from you bald donkeys, and I, Li Nezha, are here today, do you dare to come and take my life?"

There was an uproar of applause.

"The Buddhist elders are at that age, so naturally they won't be as knowledgeable as this devil, but the Holy Mother of the Fire Spirit who intercepted the teaching couldn't bear it anymore. When the other party took the weapon from his hand, he even teased the Holy Mother of the Fire Spirit. Once they meet, they are not as powerful as water and fire, and sure enough, if the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit disagrees with her three words, she will strike!"

Finally swallowing the contents of his mouth, the boy squinted his eyes and said curiously: "Why does this storyteller feel like he is talking bad about you, Master?"

"If you dare to talk about sect scandals in this kind of big teahouse where people come and go, you probably have a backer. Since there is a backer, whoever his backer asks him to slander will be slandered."

After saying this, the man raised his eyes and looked at Mr. Tangshang. Although the other party had painted a lot of black ash, the nails on his hands were so pink that he really didn't look like an old man.

"Just a woman pretending to be."

"Huh?!" After hearing this, the young man immediately turned his head and looked hard, and found that no matter how he looked, there was a thin, small and hunchbacked old man in front of him.

"Sect Master Li really has good eyesight."

A light laugh fell from the top of his head, and the young man turned his head following the sitting figure of the other party. The man in green clothes and long hair looked to be in his early twenties, and although he had not opened a folding fan in his hand, he looked rather bookish. The person they met here today was the well-known Mr. Dongdu. Could it be that this inadequate man is Mr. Dongdu? !

"What's so strange, she can pretend to be an old man to tell a book as a woman, and it's not bad that the famous Mr. Dongdu is actually young." He tapped the table three times with his raised fingers, and Nezha said, The surprise on the boy's face turned red in an instant, he lowered his head and poured a cup of tea for Mr. Dongdu silently, then pushed him in front of him with a smile on his face.

"Sect Master Li, what would you like to ask me about today?"

"Ask someone."

Lifting his sleeves, he took out a purse. The heavy weight fell on the table, and a little gold was exposed from the opening of the bag. Mr. Dongdu didn't move his eyes, and the smile on his face remained unchanged, but he was looking at Nezha. not talking anymore.

"Do you think the price is not acceptable, sir?"

"No, no, it's just that I'm not short of money. If you want to buy news from me, money is the worst choice."

"What does the gentleman want?"

"How about Sect Master Li, tell me who you want to inquire about first?"

"Ao Bing, acting master teacher of the Kunshan School."

"died."

"impossible."

The paper fan in his hand swiped away, and Mr. Dongdu raised his brows and smiled unabated. Seeing that, the young man was frightened, but the master's expression was really bad at this moment, so he didn't dare to speak rashly to divert the firepower.

"This is what the elders of the Kunshan sect said. Why didn't Sect Master Li even believe what his former master said after he entered the Demon Sect?"

"He can't die...cough." Before he finished speaking, the itching in his throat began to flood, Nezha picked up the cup to suppress the desire to cough, and the red threads on his eyeballs protruded, making him The current state looks very bad.

"It is said that the five major sects and Buddhism were defeated by Sect Master Li in Mobei. I wonder if this news is accurate?"

"What are you asking this for?"

"I sell news. If there is news that I don't know, of course I have to ask the person involved."

"So, what do you need to exchange for Ao Bing's news?"

"This..." Mr. Dongdu shook the teacup in his hand, and the tea stem floated in the cup. He blew, but didn't open his mouth to taste it.

"Now everyone in the Jianghu knows that you defeated the five major factions, Li Zongzhu, and destroyed the prestige of the Buddhist sect. Afterwards, you also captured the Turkic spies and stopped the conspiracy of the top Turkic master. Today, the Holy One is grateful for your contribution, so I bestow on the Momen one." Get a good knife."

The sword is a weapon, and it will have different effects in the hands of different people. Emperor Sui gave the sword as a reward on the surface, but secretly told Nezha that your Demon Sect is a good sword, but it must be held in my hands.

"Since Mr. Dongdu knows all about it, why do you want to ask me?"

"I don't know about this. If the whole Jianghu knows what I know, then the news will be worthless. So as long as Sect Master Li is willing to exchange some news that I don't know, I will tell the Sect Master, your senior brother What's the whereabouts of you?"

The young man who was sitting on the side holding his breath now knew the purpose of Mr. Dongdu.

Five months ago, Li Nezha defeated the five major factions, and was rewarded by Emperor Sui afterwards. He was in the limelight in the martial arts world for a while. When meeting such a mysterious and moody guy, the first thing to ensure is his own safety .

So Mr. Dongdu chose the busiest teahouse in the busiest street in Luoyang. As long as Li Nezha doesn't want his secret plan to be exposed, he must follow Mr. Dongdu's suggestion.

"Sir, you should know that if the answer you give in the end doesn't satisfy me, you won't be able to leave this teahouse today."

The look in his eyes was light. Although Nezha had won against those guys before, he also suffered internal injuries because of it. During this long-distance travel with no time to recuperate, he looked like he was suffering from overwork.

"Sect Master Li, please rest assured, since I dare to come today, I won't make fun of my life."

When Li Nezha was still in the Kunshan faction that day, he was not ranked in the top [-] in Jianghu, but this time in the Mobei battle, the opponent will definitely become a dark horse among the top ten masters in Jianghu in the list of Jianghu at the end of the year.

"What does the gentleman want to know?"

"The spy that Sect Master Li caught this time is your Demon Sect Saintess."

"Yes."

"She is also the most useful person under the first master of the Eastern Turks. I just want to know, how did Sect Master Li find her?"

A woman who grew up in the Demon Sect and studied the martial arts of the Demon Sect, what exactly caused Nezha's suspicion.

"It's a long story."

Nezha stared at the sweet-scented osmanthus cake in front of him, and his expression moved slightly. He thought of Ao Bing, which was his senior brother's favorite dessert.

The first battle in Mobei began in March, but in November of the previous year, a catastrophe occurred inside the Demon Gate, all the seven elders were slaughtered, blood flowed inside and outside the Demon Gate, Nezha sat in the house with a sullen face Listen carefully.

In addition to the Seventh Elder's own people, some maids belonging to Nezha's courtyard were also killed, because the sect was too chaotic at that time, and after thinking about it afterwards, the murderer could not be found at all.

This rebellion, which Nezha didn't even participate in in the future, disappeared in a pool of blood. Afterwards, Fu Que found out the secret letter that Bai Lehang contacted Jin Wang Yang Guang. Nezha stared at the other party for a while, and then Waved away the crowd, the pain in his mind had not subsided, Nezha returned to the house and slept for three days, and when the blood that had soaked the stone wall was washed away, he turned over and got out of bed, the first thing he did was to go back to the house. Go to the courtyard where you retreat.

There are four gates in this courtyard. After Nezha moved in, he modified the mechanisms of the four gates, and then told Fu Que the secret key to the inner copper gate close to the Demon Sect. The remaining three gates should not be touched by anyone, but After Nezha looked at the yard, he discovered that the stone gate leading to the depths of the desert had been opened.

If he didn't open the door, who else would it be?

Before he came up with the result, Nezha would not believe Fu Que's words. After all, he was the one who lost his memory for four months, not anyone else. Coincidentally, these people are related to Yang Guang.

How did Bai Lehang know about his plan with Empress Dugu?It's not a day or two for him to guard against these elders. If it is said that Yang Guang himself made the first move, isn't the other party afraid that the person he contacted is actually a Turkic spy?

There are too many things that are unreasonable, of course the most incredible thing is that the gong poison in Nezha's body has disappeared, and his inner breath, which was insane because of his near death, is now peaceful.

The Dao heart is stable and the devil heart is outrageous, such a situation is something that the original Nezha would never have dared to imagine.

Then he found that the mechanism next to his ice bed had moved, and the flying crossbow stored inside was missing an arrow.

With this point, it can at least show that during the period from June to November, he did not practice completely unconsciously. What happened happened, but he didn't remember it.

Doubts arise one after another, but people in the Demon Sect are in chaos. After winter, Mobei is desolate and lonely. The news of the five major factions' attacks is updated day by day. Now there are seven less fighting forces that can resist. He felt that he was bound to die, but Nezha opened his arsenal at this time.

After leaving Kunshan, Nezha stored the weapons given by his master. He has no shame in his heart and heaven and earth, but he is not a devil, and he naturally cares about what he likes. What the real person thought was how to protect him instead of driving him away. Nezha remembered this, and he went down the mountain afterwards to avoid trouble for them, so Nezha rarely used the fire-pointed gun made of meteorites in the sky.

Although he doesn't use it very much, he still puts it away. Every once in a while, Nezha will take it out to wipe it, but this time, the first thing he sees is not the fire-pointed gun, but next to the fire-pointed gun A pair of silver-white long hammers, with exquisite and meticulous decorations on the hammer surface, and a part of the long handle has been faded, but it is left by long-term use.

Nezha is so familiar with this weapon that even in his dreams, he sees his big brother beating himself with this hammer. Sometimes when he is hit on the head, Nezha will immediately squat down and pretend to be in pain. Ao Bing ten times There were nine times I was fooled, and the only time I was not fooled was when Nezha was really knocked out.

Seeing Ao Bing's weapon, and thinking about the four months of disappearance, Nezha frowned, his heart was racing, but his energy went astray for a while.

Something is gone.

Something is missing.

And he didn't know anything about it.

——To be continued——

Chapter 1 When Ao Bing entered the city, his weapon was still there. After he was arrested, Nezha took his weapon away, and he never showed up!So hammering became the key to the turning point!Surprised or not!Not surprisingly!